The only problem with this tramp is, it was SO perfect, will our kids just be disappointed with family tramping in the future??
*Highlights
1. Tramping in Abel Tasman National Park, where Tom cut his teeth tramping. This family heritage really appeals to me.
2. Tramping off the north end of the park, where it is quieter, gave us enough people to be interesting, but few enough to still be wild.
3. The kids' attitudes. After years of whinging through bush walks; either we have helped them get strong, or they just know it's no use whinging. Regardless, we went through a lot of lollies but enjoyed positive attitudes from everyone.
4. The variety - beach, bush, gold sand, streams. Every hill climb lead to a downhill trundle to a beautiful beach for a rest and a swim to rejuvenate.
5. The weather - gloriously perfect to bring out the blues, greens and golds of this area; warm enough to want a dip but not melt while walking over the hills.
6. Whariwharangi Hut - wow - this is an historic homestead and we arrived in time to get the cutest attic 4 bed bunkroom to ourselves. Complete with an old ladder fire escape that the kids turned into their personal playground. Nothing like climbing up the outside of a two story building to ensure the parental philosophy of not wrapping the children in cotton wool while tramping is fully engrained.
7. Finding another family with two girls for gymnastics, tag, hide and go seek tramping goodness.
8. A detour to see the seals on the rocks.
*Lowlight
1. Dirty cheeky Wekas stealing our bag of marshmallows off a bench and ruining our plan to toast marshmallows by the fire.
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